This composer musician from Greece
has melted my heart and brings me lot of peace
his love for music- Oh yes it shows
his smile reaching his eyes
he rocks and he knows.
Soul stirring music transports me
to a beautiful world that I have known
Renegade swept me with it’s arpeggio
and I dreamt driving through the pine
on winding roads.
I wish I could be a part of his live show once
play the violin with him or just hold his hands
my feelings reaching his soul
as his music
The rain must fall-Oh yes it’s fallen on me!
drenching my core~racing my blood
like it’s cathartic notes
playing the chords of my heart
I want more.
Nightingale with it’s soufflé flute whispers
makes me a dance like an angel
jumping from cloud to cloud
as if searching for
the lost Lord.
©Preeti S Manaktala
Here is a video of him for you to enjoy.
Day 22 NaPoWriMo2019
And now for our daily (optional) prompt. As our film for the day shows, art and poetry can richly affect one another. Frank O’Hara’s poem, “Why I am Not a Painter,” speaks to this mutual engagement, as do explicitly ekphrastic poems (i.e., poems that are about a specific work of art), like Thom Gunn’s “In Santa Maria del Popolo.” Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that engages with another art form – it might be about a friend of yours who paints or sculpts, your high school struggles with learning to play the French horn, or a wonderful painting, film, or piece of music you’ve experienced – anything is in bounds here, so long as it uses the poem to express something about another form of art.